Chapter 1334
Madeline Crawford and Jeremy Whitman
With that, Ryan stopped his arrogant chuckle as his expression changed immediately. He pulled out a gun he had prepared and quickly fired a bullet at Jeremy before turning around.
However, Jeremy would not allow himself to be Ryanâs target and let him slip away again.
He lifted his long legs and dodged the bullet with the help of a crate stacked nearby. At the same time, he leaped to his feet. His cold body came to Ryanâs side in a single leap.
Ryan jerked back, shock flickering across his face.
He grabbed his gun, trying to shoot Jeremy again.
However, Jeremy was quick to react. He suddenly reached out and grabbed the gun from Ryanâs hand.
He countered Ryan and pointed the gun at him.
Facing the black muzzle in front of him, Ryan lapsed into a trance. He was not expecting such a twist.
Jeremy looked at Ryan with an indifferent expression while Ryanâs face changed slightly. There was a chill in Jeremyâs eyes.
âRyan, Iâm not arresting you as an IBCI agent but as Evelineâs husband. Iâm here to inflict double the amount of injuries and blood that my wife has suffered and shed because of you.â
His words were like ice, and his eyes were like sharp swords that stabbed Ryan, whose expression changed immediately.
âIs this the same gun you used to shoot my wife the other day?â
Jeremy would never forget the day Madeline jumped out of the car to run to him. On that day, Ryan had brutally shot her with a gun and interrupted their reunion.
Ryan also felt Jeremyâs rage and hatred.
Just before he was about to react, Jeremy pulled the trigger.
There was a bang as the bullet went through Ryanâs shoulder, causing blood to flow.
Ryan frowned and tried to suppress the pain. He did not say anything and only smiled.
âHmph. Jeremy, do you think thatâs all Eveline suffered? You can kill me today if you dare, but let me remind you, youâre an IBCI agent. You know what will happen if you dare execute a high commander like me.â
Ryan was goading him by threatening and warning him.
He thought Jeremy would be distracted or stunned, but to his surprise, Jeremyâs eyes only darkened.
He pulled the trigger again. With such precision, he let the lethal bullet scorchingly grazed Ryanâs palm.
The scorching sting felt like a sharp knife cutting through Ryanâs skin.
âHiss!â Ryan hissed in pain, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
âDo you know what it feels like to be punctured by glass?â Jeremyâs phoenix eyes narrowed slightly.
âSo what if I kill you today? Do you think Iâm going to let you get arrested comfortably? Ryan, you can go after me. You can go after any of us for whatever vengeance you think you have, but not Linnie.â
He paused before uttering three words through his thin lips, âSheâs my everything.â
Ryan saw something murderous in Jeremyâs eyes when he said this.
âRyan, in case you donât know, the IBCI superiors have given instructions to shoot you if youâre violent during the arrest for the crime youâve committed.
âIn other words, I wouldnât be responsible for anything if I shoot you right now. Instead, I would be praised for the good work.
âWhy should I give you a pleasant death when I can shoot you on the spot?â
Ryan was rendered speechless. A hint of panic appeared on Ryanâs cold, sweaty face.
He knew that Jeremy dared to do it.
As Jeremyâs finger landed on the trigger again, Ryan broke into a strange smile. He gasped heavily.
The blood loss was making it difficult for him to speak. âJeremy, you seem to have forgotten something important.â